Mother Lin raised her head abruptly, with a glint of hope in her eyes: "Yes, how to make amends, Holy Aunt, please tell me!"
As he spoke, he even grabbed Lin Shaomin and made her kneel down, "Holy Aunt has orders, and my Lin family will do my best to do so."
Yashuang handed a dark purple dagger to Lin Shaomin.
In her bewildered gaze, she said in a very low voice: "This dagger is from the same source as the refining material of my phoenix harp. You just need to hold this dagger, pretend to be close to that woman, and then..."
Lin Shaomin's eyes widened in horror, and his body shrank back suddenly: "No, I will not hurt the Great God Jun, I will never hurt the Great God Jun."
Ya Shuang was annoyed when she saw her avoiding snakes and scorpions, kicked her away, and said with a sneer, "This is the last chance I give you, since you don't want to, then wait to see your brother die with your own eyes! "
Lin's mother grabbed Lin Shaomin's skirt and cried loudly: "Min'er, Min'er, please promise Holy Aunt, Shaocong is your only younger brother!"
Lin Shaomin shook his head desperately, and cried: "No, absolutely not! If there is no Lord Jun, I would have died long ago. How could I harm her. Mother, you asked me to harm Lord Jun, why not kill him with a sword now me!"
The Lin family's side was gloomy, but the monks watching were gloating and pointing at them.
The clever deacon even turned on the sound insulation effect of the magic circle, so that the monks waiting outside could know what happened inside.
"Have you seen it? This is the fate of offending Mu Le Pavilion."
"The Lin family originally found the Jade Muscle Flower, and being healed by the holy aunt is tantamount to bad luck. It's a pity that they don't know what's good... The Lin family is over from now on."
The voices in the magic circle can be transmitted, and the voices from outside can naturally be transmitted in.
Listening to everyone's downfall, Lin's mother felt all hope was lost.
Unable to take a breath, he collapsed convulsively.
"Aniang, Aniang, don't scare me... Wuwuwu, Aniang, brother..."
Lin's mother held Lin Shaomin's hand tightly: "Min'er, please listen... listen to the saint's words, save, save your brother..."
Lin Shaomin was full of despair and burst into tears, but no matter what, he couldn't say anything to hurt Muyan.
"Aunt... don't cry, I... I'm fine..."
Amidst the cries of the two, a hoarse voice came in.
Lin Shaomin didn't even hear clearly at first, but she turned her head abruptly when she realized who the speaker was.
"Shao Cong... brother, you, are you awake?!"
Lin's father and Lin's mother couldn't believe it at first, and then rushed over, "Shao Cong, what do you think?"
Lin Shaocong's face was pale and his breath was weak, but he showed a gentle smile to the three of them.
There was a faint fluorescent light covering his body, the naked eye and invisible filaments, following the music floating in the air, came in and out of his body, as if washing something, and repairing something.
"Father, mother... Sister, you guys, don't worry, I... I'm much better now. Just now... just now, my dantian was very painful, as if it was crushed by a hand."
"But later, another warm trickle came in, and I felt that my dantian was reshaped. Before... when the meridians hadn't shrunk, I always felt that there was something silted up in the dantian, which made me unable to move freely. Running spiritual power... But now, the feeling of heavy stasis is... gone... "